el reflejo de ana

Why don't you come?
          I need you close
          

Is it good now?

We're in love with the idea of being in love

In the same way butterflies are in love with the wind, I'm in love with you.

I suspect that butterflies are in love with the wind, even if it blows so hard that is capable to hurt them, they still fly giving delicate kisses and caresses, with their unique petals, known as wings, to the one that brings them down.